Shearwater

Forward shearwater, the sun has risen
The time for the news has come
Planet Earth is tired under the weight
You cannot live like a pig any more.

Bourgeois are dancing on our humps
We work for a discount place in the coffins
We are divided and crashed like a flea,
In unison, lets count to three.

One, two, one two three!

Chorus:
This is the song of the builders of the new world
Those, who haven't snuffed it from the pain or the drinking
This song is for the workers of the new formation
Those, who haven't merge into the urine of degradation.

Forward world-builders, Mercury is our brother,
Let the soldier and sailor throw down their rifles
Salves are killed by oil and ore
And instead of stamps - a gold star.

Chorus.

Peace and freedom - This is our goal
This is our theses, this is our april.
Spit on the church-party allegiance
Friendship is the religion of the new people.